| fantasy story of Showtime Dancer : |
| as composed as possible, but, at the same time, I wanted to continue the conversation. I stood and faced Showtime's , spreading my legs and lifting my arms to shoulder height. Slowly, I turned in front of Showtime's , enjoying the performance. Showtime's eyes were glued to my body as I slowly twirled before Showtime's . After two turns, I sat agian. "No, Elle... |